As the weather grew colder, the father and daughter duo of Aglaia, who had tracked down the missing dragon and the student, made their way out of Hogwarts, even away from the southern mountains of Scotland and near the waters of the Hesidiri Islands.

It was already dusk.

On the mountain road, Fatil was dressed in a gray wizard's robe, with a cigarette holder in his mouth and a wand in his hand, dotting and going in the air very regularly, and at each point, a green star dust would fall from the sky and fall in his palm.

Here, rocks and rocky mountains are scattered like keels, and streams make a tinkling sound. All around is a completely deserted wilderness, and the silence is terrible.

In the frosty land, Aglaia let out a white mist, and watched the man flicker around, his eyes full of impatience.

"Haven't you found it yet, how long has it been?"

"I could find it right away, and I could feel like he was nearby. ”

Fatil whispered.

"Are you serious? Near and near and near and near and near and near and so on. Come on, I don't want to spend Christmas with you in the wild. ”

"Patience is essential. ”

Fatil squinted at the magic light in his hand: "This opponent is not as simple as you think. ”

As he spoke, the dots of light formed a small arrow that pointed in the other direction. He rubbed his palms, sprinkled the dots of light, and walked in the direction of the dots.

Aglaia rubbed her brow helplessly, sighed, and chased after her.

Since the disappearance of the students a week ago, they have not encountered anything out of the ordinary.

For Aglaea, the man she saw that night was a pure illusion, and she didn't even remember what he looked like. And his father also reverted to a taciturn style, without any superfluous communication with her.

As the two reached a stream, Fatil stopped again, smoking a cigarette and waving his wand in the air. When he finished smoking, he spit the cigarette butt directly on the ground.

Aglaia folded her arms and leaned against the tree, watching coldly. She felt that this man was like a third-world hooligan, and he didn't pay attention to things at all. She didn't even know how her mother had fallen in love with such a person in the first place.

She decided to ask her doubts.

"Hey. She screamed.

"What?"

"May I ask you something?"

"What's the matter. ”

"You haven't been home for years, why did you go?"

"Busy. Fatil replied without raising his head.

"Busy with what?" the girl asked quietly.

"More important things to do. Fatil replied blandly.

"What's important?"

"It's not something you can be a part of. ”

Fatil didn't really want to keep talking.

"Huh. Aglaia laughed briefly, "Mother has lost all your pictures. ”

"Oh. ”

Fatil frowned: "Retrieving dragons and students is not an easy matter, you should be careful." ”

Aglaia turned, took two steps, and then kicked away a stone that stood in the way, and the stone fell into the nearby stream with a thudding sound.

Fatil raised his palm: "Shhh ”

Unexpectedly, this action deepened the girl's disgust, and she kicked harder on a stone on the ground.

But the stone floated in the air before it fell into the stream.

Fatil used the Levitation Charm to stop the stone from falling, and he glared at Aglaia sternly.

"Shh

The faint sound of wading in the water came from far and near, and reached Aglaia's ears, she was stunned for a moment, and looked around a little nervously: "You found him?"

Fatil didn't speak, but pulled her arm, wand click, and the two of them were shrouded in the illusion spell and disappeared into place.

......

Not long after he disappeared, a tall figure appeared along the stream, holding a cloth bag, cautiously looking around, getting closer and closer.

Through the sunset of early winter, Aglaia saw the other party clearly. It was a boy, dressed in a linen robe, with an unusually tall body, but his face was young and a little immature.

She was shocked.

She remembers when she went to sell medicine with Hoffa during the summer vacation. I strayed into a village because I got lost, and I saw this weird-looking guy.

She thought she was going to help him and had a heated argument with Hoffa.

It's just that they were in Wales at the time, but now he has run away to Scotland, what is this man doing?

The big man dragged the cloth bag to the river, took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his chest, opened them and scattered them on the riverside.

After a while, a faint spicy fragrance wafted into Aglaia's nostrils, and I saw colorful mushrooms and plants emerging from the place where the powder had been sprinkled on the ground, which was very beautiful.

The fungus plants grew rapidly under the stimulation of the drug, and when the plants had finished growing rapidly, he ripped off the plants and stuffed them into the bag he was holding.

After the bag was stuffed, he muttered, "Enough should be enough." ”

With that, he threw the bag over his shoulder and quickly disappeared near the stream.

Looking at Hagrid's back as he left, the two of them lifted their phantom state.

Aglaia asked Fatil, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know. Fatil's tone was solemn.

"I've seen him, near Heildsburg. ”

"The elf town that was destroyed by the dragon?"

"That's right. ”

Fatil walked over to the stream and stared at the few fungi on the ground that had not been plucked: "You should be proficient in potions, tell me, what are these plants used for?"

Aglaia followed the stream, carefully observing the broken spots on the bank of the river that had been picked and removed, and distinguishing the species as she went: "Nightmare cigars, blood odontomy, amandaita phalloides, puffer fish mushrooms, ant street lamps, ......"

After counting all the fungi, Aglaia was shocked: "The ingredients of the powerful anesthetic are used to anesthetize large organisms. What is that guy doing with these drugs......

As soon as she finished speaking, Fatil hurried after her.

Aglaia followed him, but he pushed him away.

"You wait here for me, I'll be back in a moment. ”

Aglaia sneered: "In the general story, if you say so, someone between the two of us must die. ”

"I'm not kidding. I'll see what the situation is first, and I'll need to inform you for help. ”

"Why didn't you say that when you just asked me to identify the potion?"

"The situation is unknown, don't follow me. You rush to the past, in case something happens......"

"You can't explain it to my mother?"

Aglaia sneered.

"Weren't you quite confident before?"

Fatil's face darkened, and he didn't want to say more.

Aglaia glanced at her father happily, thinking that this guy was a master at school, and when he came to himself, he wouldn't be deflated......

As the winter sun sets, Hagrid, who walks on the mountain road ahead, raises his torch. There was a rustling of walking, and Aglaia and Fatil hung a short distance behind him, and then Hagrid turned to the left and descended steeply down the hillside, where they unexpectedly discovered a valley.

Unbelieving that someone was following him, Hagrid climbed the hill and onto the trail, speeding up.

Aglaia and Fatil also quickened to follow, the hedges on either side of the bushes even taller and thicker than the ones they had just passed.

The dirt road was winding, potholed, and rocky, and it descended as steeply as the path before, and seemed to lead to a small patch of dark woods below. Sure enough, it didn't go far before the dirt road met the dry low woods.

Immediately afterward, they found rows of huge footprints on the dirt road, one larger than an adult lying down.

Looking at the footprints, Fatil said in a solemn voice: "It's the footprints of dragons, adult dragons." ”

Aglaia's heart lifted, and she immediately thought of the scene when she had been taken captive by the fire dragon during her summer vacation. Then I thought of the destruction of Heildsburg, which had killed half of the elves.

Thinking about it, the two came halfway up the mountain, where Hagrid disappeared, and they saw only a man-sized hole.

The entrance to the cave is covered with moss, and dense nettles grow, and the nettles are high all the way to the entrance of the cave.

The two looked at each other, and Fatil took out his wand and tapped it on Aglaia's arm: "Disler Falcon." ”

They entered the phantom state again, and walked through the nettles to the cave.

After entering the cave, the cave is full of stacked rafters. The edges were thick and covered with thick stains of age. And the further you go, the more open the cave becomes. Finally, they came to a huge natural cave, nearly 100 meters high, on which all kinds of sharp stalactites were hung upside down.

As he walked, a rancid smell came to his face, and Aglaia hurriedly covered her nostrils. When she looked closely, she saw a huge fire dragon's head on the ground, and she was startled and quickly took a step back.

The fire dragon's head was unusually large, with black sharp spikes distributed on it, and it looked rather hideous, it was an adult Hehidili black dragon.

But the two of them stood in place for a long time, and they didn't see the fire dragon attacking, vigilant, or even moving. It just fell to the ground.

On closer inspection, the huge Heshley Black Dragon was dead, its body was cold, its pupils dilated, and there were some dried blood stains between the scales on its body, and the smell of rancid smell came from it.

Aglaia slackened a little, and she wiped the cold sweat from her head.

Fatil muttered in disbelief, "Who did this?"

Unbeknownst to Aglaia, she slowly walked around the huge dragon corpse, the black dragon she had seen in Heildsburg.

Further on, I saw a fire dragon lying on the ground, this is a fire dragon with short wings, the whole body is dark red, it is not clear whether it is dried blood or the color of the scales themselves.

The moment she saw it, Aglaia recognized it. This thing and Hoffa had a fight in Heildsburg at the time.

Only now, like the Heshdili Black Dragon, this fireball fell to the ground, cold and without the slightest breath. A few months ago, it could emit a scorching heat similar to that of the sun.

This scene made Aglaia's heart twitch, the death of the fire dragon was definitely not a normal phenomenon,

"This dragon was sent from the East by me. ”

Fatil crouched down, poked the fire dragon's stiff eyes with his wand, and said softly, "I have been dead for more than two months, and the cause of death is excessive blood loss. ”

"You sent it?"

Aglaia repeated.

"Yes, I traded medicine and a group of Eastern wizards for this female fireball, and I wanted to send it to Gringotts to be guarded and used for breeding, but it was robbed halfway, and who knew that it would die here. ”

He stroked the dragon's body and whispered.

"You destroyed Heildsburg?"

Aglaia immediately became vigilant.

"What are you thinking? Everything I do is for the stability of the wizarding world, what good is it for me to kill the goblins?"

Fatil stood up and continued walking.

"Who did it?"

Aglaia asked immediately.

Fatil remained silent.

Aglaia continued to whisper, "You know if you don't know all about dragons?"

Fatil pressed Aglaia against the wall with a thud and whispered, "Why are you so curious!?"

Aglaia was startled by Fatil's sudden movements, and her casual words seemed to touch a sensitive nerve of her father.

Fatil took two deep breaths and calmed down, and he raised his finger in front of Aglaia:

"Put away your meaningless search for the unknown, you're going to die!"

With that, he let go of Aglaia's shoulders and continued to examine the dragon's corpse.

Aglaia rubbed her shoulders and shut up unwillingly.

This huge cave is like a graveyard for giant dragons, and it is full of dead fire dragons, all adult dragons, Welsh green dragons, short-nosed dragons, albumin-eyed...... The further you went, the more dried blood there was on the ground.

At this moment, several low roars were heard in the distance. Aglaia's face fluttered, and she heard the cry of her own Welsh green dragon.

"Elizabeth. ”

She turned the corner of the cave and saw a row of dragons of various colors hanging in the air of the cave. It was the missing baby dragons, all of them locked in thick steel chains, hanging from the top of the cave, looking languished and whimpering in low voices.

They have all kinds of pipes stuck in them, and the pipes are red, and red blood flows from them. They flowed from the dragon's neck and eventually converged on a large metal console.

A half-bald man stood by a large metal console, waving his wand at a gray dragon egg more than a foot long.

At the sight of the man, Aglaia clenched her fists. It was this guy, Noble Hagrid, with whom he had a relationship that summer.

At this moment, Noble's whole person has become completely different from the summer vacation, although his appearance has not changed much, the corners of his mouth are flowing with white foam, his eyes are dark, and his eyes are full of bloodshots, which looks extremely hideous.

While waving his wand, he roared sharply, "Idiot, has the medicine come back?"

Aglaia was startled, thinking she had been discovered.

But soon she knew that the other party didn't find out, and he was scolding his son.

The half-giant boy scrambled to remove the potion from the bag.

"It's coming, it's coming. I've picked it up. ”

"Hurry up!!"

Noble Hager didn't know that someone had sneaked into the cave, and he still scolded angrily: "Don't make me wait too long, the fusion fails, and Lao Tzu throws you into the cauldron!"

"It's... It's—" Hagrid pulled out a jar of medicine in horror, and put the fungus in it, scrambling and smashing it.

After scolding, he stood in front of the huge operating table, dangling a test tube filled with red liquid, and muttering words in his mouth. As he grunted, the reagent kept changing color.

Noble Hagrid looked at the ever-changing potion with a feverish look in his eyes: "It's almost there... It's almost there... I'm close enough to the gods. ”

However, at this moment, there was another crisp sound next to it.

It was as if something had been shattered.

Aglaia looked back and saw the half-giant boy scrambling around on the ground, it turned out that he had broken the medicine jar by mistake, and the collected medicine was scattered all over the ground.

Noble Hagrid was agitated, his eyes quickly turning red, and he bared his teeth. The expression on his face once again returned from coldness to madness.

"Bastard!"

His beard shook and screamed, and his wand turned into a long purple whip, which he rushed over.

"You're .....!"

Without hesitation, he whipped Hagrid and screamed, "You pig, stupid, manure machine!"

Hagrid, who had been beaten, scurried and wailed on the ground, but Noble had red eyes and no pity at all, and was mad like a mad beast.

"If you can't do this little thing, who will raise you?"

"Where did you get to eat and drink?"

"Rubbish, idiot!"

The air was filled with a wavering negative energy that swayed the shadows of everything in the cave and swayed against the walls.

Aglaia, who was hiding next to him, covered his mouth, this negative emotion almost made him sick to his stomach, when he first met this guy in Wales, he thought he was an unlucky wizard who had been wronged by Muggles, but he never thought that this guy was such a devil in his bones.

The half-giant boy wailed and rolled in pain on the ground, and Noble grew angrier and harder, and it seemed that he could find great pleasure in ravaging his own child.

A nameless anger ignited from Aglaia's lower abdomen, and she felt very unhappy, very, very unhappy. She was going to give this guy a sneak attack, and strike first to force him to subdue.

But at this time, Fatil also came from behind her, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his body shook twice, and he whispered in disbelief:

"Noble!?"

He wasn't loud. But Noble Hagrid, who had whipped his son, turned his head sharply and drew his wand.